The poetical works of Henry Alford Fifth edition, containing many pieces now first collected |
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It is the winter deep, and all
The glittering fields that morn
In Avalon's isle were oversnowed—
The day the Lord was born;
And as they cross the northward brow,
See white, but not with snow,
The mystic thorn beside their path
Its holy blossoms show.
The glittering fields that morn
In Avalon's isle were oversnowed—
The day the Lord was born;
And as they cross the northward brow,
See white, but not with snow,
The mystic thorn beside their path
Its holy blossoms show.
| The poetical works of Henry Alford | |